Ask the Mirror Chapter 39: Old friend
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Yu Ci cannot be said to be disgusted with the attitude of Chengrong and even Wanling Sect. After wandering in the world for more than ten years, he has long understood that as long as he lives in the world, this kind of exchange of interests is inevitable. In fact, this is the most common way of communication between people. Friendships and so on are extremely rare, but because of their rarity, they are even more precious.
Although Cheng Rong is not a competent lobbyist, he is very self-aware. He knew that it would be unrealistic to achieve his goal when he met Yu Ci for the first time, so he grabbed the "Ghost Flower" that Yu Ci gave him as a starting point, and strongly invited Yu Ci to visit Wanling Gate as a guest. When the invitation failed, he handed over the contact information as a matter of course, which at least ensured the first-line contact between the two parties.
After staying in Zhi Xin Guan for the past few days, Yu Ci knew that the so-called "exclusive power" was not as simple as Wan Ling Sect imagined. There are various factors intertwined in it. Unless you go to Yu Zhoulaodao specifically to inquire, it is difficult to know all the details. But since Wanling Sect has this plan, Yu Ci feels relaxed:
It’s better to leave the other party to worry about things like running a relationship that take a long time to bear fruit. He has grasped the most critical chain of interests. Does he still need to worry about the rest?
Finally, Chengrong said goodbye to Yu Ci with urgency and regret, and of course took away the little girl who was still not convinced.
Yu Ci continues his journey of searching for medicine. What happened today may be the focus of the future for others, but for him, it is just an episode, a small part of his busy work. Just embellishment, nothing more.
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As time passed by, Yu Ci's search scope was expanding, but the harvest was getting less and less. When he accumulated two hundred and four good deeds, the progress completely stopped.
Then the first snow of the winter fell.
The sun had already set on the other side of the mountain. Yu Ci stood in a small valley about sixty miles away from the Tian Rift Valley, looking at the cold mountain snow stream passing through the valley. This is actually the same place where he stopped the herb collectors for questioning when he first returned to the Rift Valley. On the lower reaches of the stream, there was another group of herb collectors returning along the stream.
This group of people suddenly saw a Taoist priest like Yu Ci standing upstream. The thirty or forty people over there were all startled. There was no greeting from the chance encounter on the road, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.
Yu Ci expressed understanding.
Now is the time when they have finished their work for more than half a year and are going home to celebrate the New Year. The herb collectors who usually stay in the Sky Rift Valley have stopped working, packed their luggage, called friends, and started to return home one after another. At the same time, now is also the most chaotic time.
Collecting shrimp grass is always a costless business. It can no longer be obtained from the wild, nor from other people. At this time of year, stealing, robbing, abducting, cheating, and all other bad means can be used. The order that is already bad enough on weekdays will be corrupted to an extent that ordinary people can hardly imagine. In the eyes of the herb collectors, this handsome Taoist priest deliberately blocked the road and came with bad intentions.
Actually, Yu Ci really came for them.
Seeing the herb collectors looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Yu Ci did not say anything, and looked from left to right, as if he was casually glancing at them. However, the chests of the herb collectors who came into contact with his gaze felt as if He was punched so hard that he couldn't breathe for a while, and the crowd burst into commotion. He heard someone inside whispering something like "Shangxian". At this point, his goal was achieved.
The situation seems strange and strange, but it is actually just the use of divine will. This is not Yu Ci's own invention. That day when he was meditating on the mind, Jin Huan was trying to overwhelm others with his power. With just one look, he could show the spirit of "the sun is setting on the west mountain, but it is not enough, and the sky is falling with it", which was much better than Yu Ci's. too much.
But this level is enough, at least enough to bring up a person's not-so-good memories.
In this group of herb collectors, half of the characters' expressions changed drastically, some were timid, and they had already reacted to fleeing backwards, but they were grabbed by their clear-minded companions, who finally did not blow up the camp on the spot.
The atmosphere became extremely weird.
Yu Ci’s original intention was to block the road and collect information about the medicinal herbs in the Sky Rift Valley. Seeing this situation, he was surprised. He had not deliberately identified the identities of these people in the photo of the gods before. Now he scanned their faces and suddenly realized:
"You are..."
Embarrassment and fear showed on many faces. But there was a person in the front row of the team who reacted extremely quickly, bent his knees, and knelt down on the cold, hard sand by the stream:
"Shangxian Mingjian, now we no longer do the original business!"
This action reminded many people, and less than half of the team of people in the 30s and 40s suddenly knelt down, and they all swore to God, saying that they had changed their past, collected medicine honestly, and would never do it again. Something outrageous. The herb collectors who did not kneel down were at first confused, then suspicious, and in the end they no longer knew where to place their hands and feet, so they simply followed the crowd and knelt down. The darkness was quite spectacular.
Yu Ci could clearly see that half of the people in this group were the same group of swindlers from the ruined temple on the barren mountain. The one in front knelt down first, wasn't he the very active black-faced man?
He glanced over the heads of everyone, and with almost no effort, he saw Taoist Xuanqing who was trying hard to shrink into the crowd. This man did not even dare to raise his head, and his body was still shaking.
Yu Ci frowned and said, "Get up, just in time, I have something to ask you."
Hearing what he said, the real herb collectors or those who had become monks in the process stood up one after another after hesitating for a while. No one is a fool, so some people's eyes changed a little when they looked at their companions next to them, but the entire team was silent.
Yu Ci saw this interestingly and asked casually: "Are you really going to stop robbing and cheating?"
Dozens of heads shook, but many of them had a guilty conscience that could not be concealed on their faces.
Yu Ci laughed dumbly.
It was getting late, and a bonfire was lit in the camp. Yu Ci naturally sat in the main seat, standing still despite the flattery and flattery around him. Slowly, those flattery words weakened, and the people from the Xuanqing family gradually stopped talking, and the scene became cold for a while.
At this time, Yu Ci asked about the growth of medicinal materials in the nearby Sky Rift Valley. Xuanqing and his gang of robbers and defrauders could not answer these questions. Only a few experienced old herb collectors could answer them. Only an expert can answer a few sentences.
But gradually, the herbal collectors became bolder when they saw that Yu Ci had a good temper and was only interested in medicinal materials. Some young people also started to speak. Compared to the old pharmacists who spoke cautiously and had truth to their words, the young people spoke more from hearsay, and they poured out all kinds of news, whether accurate or not.
Anyone else would be suspicious, but Yu Ci is different. He has a bronze mirror. Under a large area of scanning, he can tell the authenticity of rumors at a glance. He is not afraid of wasting time, but has one more chance. Encouraged by his tacit attitude, even Xuanqing's group began to chime in. The knowledge of these people was on another level. After more than an hour, Yu Ci had actually found two medicinal materials, which amounted to sixty-seven. It's a small gain.
The conversation was lively here, but Xuan Qing was hiding aside timidly, remaining silent all the time, so silent that others almost remembered his existence. When everyone was discussing the medicinal materials most enthusiastically, he made a convenient excuse and bowed out, hiding into the dark surrounding forest. When they were far away, they gritted their teeth and ran wildly. After more than ten miles out, they finally took a breath.
"Have fun, have fun, if I let you have fun for a while longer, you will cry soon..."
Muttering, Xuanqing took out the communication talisman crushed in his sleeve and threw it on the ground. His panting never stopped, not because of fatigue, but because of extreme nervousness. Fortunately, it should be safe now. He took a few more breaths, straightened up while holding on to the tree trunk, and prepared to identify the direction and run further.
At this moment, a light cyan light lit up in front of his eyes.
In an instant, Xuan Qing's whole body stiffened, and only his eyes could barely move. A few feet outside of him, a light source suddenly rose, like a green leather lantern. The cool light spread out, reflecting the familiar figure next to him.
"Why do you want me to cry?" Under the blue light, Yu Ci spoke softly.
"You...how did you catch up?"
Xuan Qing's eyes almost bulged out. He stepped back unconsciously. In just two steps, he hit the tree trunk and was unable to advance or retreat.
"You are only allowed to harm me, but not allowed to get me back?"
Yu Ci stood on the spot with his hands behind his hands: "I heard from Zheng Da that you recognized Lu Ding from Bai Ri Mansion as your godfather. So when we first met, the communication talisman you activated was to notify him?"
Xuan Qing had no idea when that **** Heizi sold him, let alone how his extremely secretive actions were discovered by Yu Ci. Now, his brain was frozen, and his body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave. There was no warmth at all from the inside out.
In the end, he only had one thought in his mind: "If you knew this earlier, why didn't you run away?"
"Why should I run away?"
Yu Ci grinned, her snow-white teeth reflecting the blue light, and said coldly, "Do I still feel good about being put on a wanted list for no apparent reason? If I don't seek justice for myself and speak ill of myself, I really let them. Put the blame on me?"
Xuan Qing almost choked to death on his own spit. At this time, he finally understood that his and Yu Ci's thinking circuits were completely different. This madman who ignores the fierce power of Bairi Mansion can definitely do anything!
At this moment, his first reaction was to beg for mercy, but at this moment, he remembered the extremely humiliating scene in the ruined temple, and the shocking things that came from behind him in the next nearly one year. Crazy eyes.
As soon as the words reached my lips, they froze.
Finally, he choked and pulled out his long sword. The tip of the sword trembled violently, but it was pointed at the figure in front of him. Yu Ci looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Perhaps Yu Ci's attitude stimulated some of his nerves, Xuan Qing screamed loudly: "You are finished, Bai Ri Mansion's large group of people will come to kill you in the blink of an eye, you will never escape... ”
"Is this the large group of people you are talking about?"
Yu Ci's words made Xuan Qing's words choke in his throat. At this time, the "green leather lantern" floated to the front, with green light flowing.
As he got closer, Xuanqing realized that it was definitely not a lantern, it was mountains, rivers, wind blowing through the jungle, and birds and animals coming and going! As the light and shadow changed, he saw nine figures among them, like nine ridiculous lice, scurrying across the mountains only a few feet high, heading towards the camp in the valley across a hilltop. The people, the people there...
Xuan Qing was completely dumbfounded.
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